The mighty Great River.
The little boat bobbed and drifted downstream with the current.
On the boat.
The boy stood before a floor strewn with corpses. After a few moments of silence, he looked at the Pellet Drum in his hand.
A few spots of blood had already stained the drum.
Lin Changfeng's slash had been unleashed with all his strength. He hadn't held back at all, and blood had splattered everywhere on the boat.
"I came to save the world. I never thought I'd have to kill people first..."
The boy sighed and gently turned the Pellet Drum.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!
With the beat of the drum, one shadow after another flew out of the corpses.
Eight assassins.
They gazed around in a daze, seemingly unable to make sense of what was happening.
The boy gave them no time to react. He shouted, "Go!"
In an instant, a golden torrent shot from the Pellet Drum, swept through the air, and completely erased all eight souls.
The golden torrent flew back and circled the Pellet Drum without stopping.
The boy raised the Pellet Drum high in one hand, formed a strange seal with the other, and gently pressed it against the boat.
Clouds and mist billowed forth.
The little boat rose from the Great River on a bank of clouds, then vanished into thin air like a fading afterimage.
—It crossed the sky, yet left no trace, tangible or otherwise.
Nothing could detect its whereabouts anymore.
Having finished all this, the boy sat cross-legged on the deck and rested as he regulated his breathing.
A Shadow appeared in front of him.
—Lin Changfeng.
With his eyes closed, the boy said, "Just now, the laws of heaven and earth in the Primordial World changed. It seems someone altered them,